THE SNOWSTORM (PONY STORY) PART 3

It was the day of the best young flyer competition. Rainbow Dash was waiting. But she was nervous. She was only a small filly. Could she pull this off? Soon she would be a big pony. She would have enough courage to fly out in front of everypony. But now? She couldn’t. She tried to escape, but all the doors were locked. She could get out through the big curtains that lead to the cloud arena for the competition, but then everypony would see her leave and they would go after her. The head mare, Cloudshimmer, tapped on a light grey pegasus with a blond mane. She said, “Miss Derpy Hooves, er, number one, let’s go!” Derpy flew out of the curtains. Rainbow Dash was number two. She gasped. There was nothing she could do about it. Cloudshimmer said, “Number two, you’re up!” Rainbow Dash nervously flew out. She watched all the ponies staring at her. She zoomed up to the sun. Then she flew back down so fast it was like a bullet flying through the sky. She closed her eyes. A GIANT rainbow fiery circle exploded the arena. It was her sonic rainboom. Everypony cheered. Rainbow was asleep on the cloud. Princess Celestia, a white pony with a horn, wings, a pink, blue, and turquoise mane, pink eyes, a crown, necklace and princess shoes, and a sun for a cutie mark, placed the golden winged crown carefully on her head. Rainbow Dash was carried to a giant cloud to sleep. It seemed like she could pull it off. Continued in Part 4.